Chapter 360: The Indolent Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess, Chapter 360: Those Who Are Pitiful Must Have Something Hateful About

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Dan Jiajie steadied himself, took a deep breath, and then said: "The Separation Prince has sent word that he..."

But before he could finish, Na Ren beside him suddenly interrupted. Na Ren stared at Dan Jiajie with wide eyes and said sternly: "Think clearly before you speak!"

Na Ren's meaning was obvious: he was warning Dan Jiajie not to talk nonsense, that as long as he saved his own life, other matters were none of his concern, and the Separation Prince would naturally come to rescue them.

However, Dan Jiajie's mind was already in a mess at this moment, completely unable to understand Na Ren's meaning. He only felt that his fate was entirely in Yan Wang's hands, and if he didn't tell the truth, he would have to watch his son and daughter suffer a fate worse than death with his own eyes.

Thus, Dan Jiajie decided not to hesitate any longer and continued: "The Emperor of Nan Liang has already sent reinforcements to Yitai City, and Yitai City is precisely the next city after capturing Yifeng City.

And the person sent to reinforce Yitai City is from the Separation Prince's camp. The Emperor of Nan Liang sent an army of one hundred thousand, and moreover, the Separation Prince seems worried that the number is insufficient; his own thirty thousand troops secretly cultivated are also rushing here without rest! These thirty thousand troops are unknown even to the Emperor of Nan Liang!"

Upon hearing this news, Yan Wang couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Thirty thousand? With such a big commotion, wouldn't the Emperor know?"

Dan Jiajie hurriedly explained: "The Emperor of Nan Liang indeed doesn't know. The Separation Prince's influence has now spread throughout the court and the countryside; the Emperor has been kept completely in the dark!" After hearing this, Yan Wang nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood.

Immediately afterward, Yan Wang asked again: "Then do you two know where the Separation Prince is now?" Dan Jiajie turned to look at Na Ren, gesturing for him to answer this question.

Seeing this, Na Ren spoke somewhat unwillingly: "The Separation Prince is on his way to Yitai City." After finishing, he also deliberately gestured toward Na Ren with his mouth, as if telling Yan Wang that this news came from Na Ren.

However, Na Ren at this moment obviously didn't want to say another word, after all, everything that needed to be said had already been said.

Seeing this, Yan Wang turned his gaze to Na Ren and asked directly: "Then tell me, the news I received earlier said the Separation Prince is already dead—is this true or false?"

Na Ren didn't even think before replying: "It must be false! Our Lord is so powerful; how could he be killed by a mere concubine? This is sheer nonsense!

Don't look down on my current situation of being captured by you. Who knows, when our Lord leads the great army to attack, I might instead become your life-saving benefactor!"

Na Ren kept chattering on, wanting to continue, but his words were ruthlessly cut off by Yan Wang: "Noisy!"

The words had barely fallen when a nimble soldier quickly brought a rag and rudely stuffed it into his mouth. In an instant, Na Ren could only make "wuwu" sounds and could no longer speak.

Seeing this, Yan Wang said expressionlessly: "That's enough, take them both away." Hearing this, Dan Jiajie hurriedly shouted: "What about my family?"

His voice revealed a trace of anxiety and worry. However, Yan Wang didn't even lift his head, merely responding coldly: "Keep them confined."

Hearing this, the great stone in Dan Jiajie's heart finally fell to the ground. He secretly rejoiced: "Thank goodness, thank goodness." Then, as if relieved of a heavy burden, he let the soldiers drag him away.

After the two were dragged away, Tang Qi couldn't help but ask: "This Dan Jiajie doesn't look like the kind of person who is greedy for wealth. Why would he do something like colluding with the enemy and betraying the country?"

Yan Wang gazed at Tang Qi and said slowly: "Who knows? Perhaps he has some unspeakable difficulties? Or maybe other reasons? Anyway, he's completely finished this time, and his whole family won't escape misfortune either."

Ai Jiao beside him also interjected: "Although I feel some sympathy for him, but thinking that if we hadn't arrived in time, and if Nan Liang really attacked, I'm afraid even more innocent people would be killed or injured.

Thinking about it this way, he indeed brought it upon himself and is not worthy of people's pity and sympathy at all."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Yan Wang's mouth. After leaving the words "Those who are pitiful must have something hateful about them," he turned and returned to his tent without looking back.

Seeing this, the others also dispersed one by one, returning to their own tents to rest for a while, waiting for news brought back by the scouts.

At the same time, on the other side of the tent, An Wang was gazing at Yue Yi before him and said slowly: "This child Wang'er is ultimately too young and inexperienced."

Yue Yi hurriedly agreed: "The Fourth Young Master is fighting and killing enemies for the first time. To perform this well is already quite outstanding."

Hearing this, An Wang revealed a barely noticeable look of pride on his face, but with his mouth he feigned modesty: "Hmm, after all, he's my son. He's passable, but just so-so."

Yue Yi smiled slightly and then said: "By the way, Master, there is another piece of news to report to you. The Separation Prince... is dead."

An Wang was startled and asked: "Oh? How did he die?"

Yue Yi replied: "It is said he was killed by his own concubine."

Hearing this, An Wang stared at Yue Yi's eyes with a face full of suspicion and asked: "You must not be talking nonsense. Is this true?"

Yue Yi nodded solemnly and replied: "Master, this news is absolutely reliable."

An Wang pondered for a moment, suddenly slapped his thigh, and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry and go to Wang'er's place and tell him this news."

Yue Yi showed a difficult expression and hesitated: "But, Master, wouldn't that expose us?"

An Wang waved his hand impatiently and said: "Who cares about all that! First take the troops in the Separation Prince's hands, then talk!"

As soon as Yue Yi's words fell, he shot off like an arrow leaving the bow, his figure swift as a ghost, instantly deploying lightness arts, galloping toward the camp as lightly as a flying bird.

In the blink of an eye, Yue Yi had already reached the entrance of the camp. The guards at the entrance saw Yue Yi's figure from afar and immediately recognized him. After all, everyone in the Yan Family Army knew that Yue Yi was the top general under An Wang, and his prestige was far-reaching.

Seeing this, the guards hurriedly bowed and saluted, shouting in unison: "Commander Yue Yi!"

Yue Yi did not stop his steps, merely nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and casually asked: "Where is the Fourth Young Master? I have important news to report."

The guard on duty did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly replied: "General Yan is in his own tent; that largest tent is it."

Yue Yi nodded to indicate he knew, then strode toward Yan Wang's tent.

In the center of the camp, a spacious and conspicuous large tent stood prominently, appearing especially eye-catching compared to the other tents.